Marry My Billionaire Second Husband - Chapter 241

Chapter 241: The Joker
“Are you sure?” Emmeline asked, her eyes red with frenzy.

The maid cowered where she stood, shaking as she looked back and forth for help, only to find none. What help was she going to receive when it was just her and Emmeline, in the guestroom meant for the latter? No one else would come here other than the master and mistress of the household― and they were out for the night.

“Y-Yes, Miss Emmeline,” she said, her lips wobbling. It was difficult to even maintain a proper tone. “Someone at the hospital saw Miss Kentwood present as well. She was prescribed some medication and vitamins for natal healthcare― ah!”

A scream tore through the maid’s throat when the vase shattered right at her feet, some of the shards scratching her skin enough to draw blood. Thankfully, it wasn’t a serious injury, but the maid still fell to her knees in fright.

“Get out!” Emmeline hollered, her shoulders heaving up and down as she paced the room.

Her eyes rapidly turned to observe her surroundings, searching for a new object to toss at the maid. When she found none, she clenched her fists tightly.

The maid didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly scrambled back up and left the room, running for her life as though Emmeline was a murderous demon on a rampage― though she might as well be.

Whenever the master and mistress weren’t home, Emmeline would act as though she was the true mistress of the household. At first, the staff working for the Montgomery residence didn’t care much for Emmeline’s ridiculous requests― they kept up with the news and knew that Emmeline was nothing more than a fallen heiress.

But time and time again, they were proven wrong. Even without Horace Hawthorne’s backing, Emmeline still had the support of Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery. The servants that Emmeline didn’t like were quickly fired. Some even had to pay a hefty contract severance fee, while others simply disappeared without a trace.

As such, no one dared to misstep around Emmeline Hawthorne any longer.

It took Emmeline a few seconds to calm down. Even so, it was just a calm expression that masked the storm that brewed deep within her.

Curse this Amelia Kentwood. Just as Emmeline thought she had gotten rid of her, she returned and this time with a baby of her own― a baby that was actually recognized by Matteo as his child!

Just the thought of it made Emmeline’s skin boil. It was unfair. She was here first― she loved Matteo first! She should’ve been Mrs. Matteo Montgomery if it weren’t for Amelia’s sudden intrusion into the equation.

And Aiden… he was another useless pawn in her game of chess. Or more accurately, he was the joker in her deck of cards.

Emmeline mistakenly thought he would be helpful, only for him to also fall into the palm of Amelia Kentwood’s hand so easily. It had been days and he still hadn’t replied to her despite their prior agreement.

Emmeline’s eyes turned cold.

She decided. That baby needed to go. Only her child could remain as the sole Montgomery heir if she was to win this duel.

***

“I’ve missed this,” Matteo murmured against the crook of Amelia’s neck, nuzzling against her skin as they were cuddled in bed. Even just the act of holding her close to his chest felt so intimate — so wondrous — that it felt like a drug.

The days they spent apart were painful, though Matteo supposed he deserved it. Now that she was back again and he had cut ties with the Montgomery family, there was almost nothing left chaining him down.

Except…

“I’ve missed you,” Amelia countered, looking up at him. She pressed a kiss to his lips, one that Matteo returned. This was nice. In Matteo’s arms, she felt safe, something she desperately craved after everything that had happened.

“Maybe you should quit working at X’el,” Matteo said. “I can cover the contract severance penalty.”

“No!” Amelia said, alarmed. “I know you have a healthy amount of savings, but you shouldn’t be squandering it like that when it’s obviously meant to con you!”

“Amelia,” Matteo said, but he was ignored.

“We need to be saving money during this time. And now that you don’t have a job, I need to make sure that we still have a steady flow of income―”

Instead of calling her name a second time, Matteo leaned down and sealed her lips with another kiss. That effectively choked all her words back into her throat, shutting her up.

“I have investments that are making me a very comfortable amount every month,” Matteo said. “Just because I am not the CEO of X’el anymore doesn’t mean I am bumming around.”

Amelia pinched her lips together and flushed. She hadn’t thought of that.

“Besides,” Matteo continued, “I do have a job.”

“You do?” Amelia asked, surprised. “But…”

“Ronan and I have been busy the last few weeks. More accurately, months, even before I stepped down as X’el’s CEO,” Matteo continued.

He pressed another kiss to the top of her head, smoothening her hair down.

“Even if you and I laze around for the rest of our lives without a job, we would have a very sizable fortune that can last us a few generations,” Matteo assured. “Our children’s children wouldn’t need to worry about their quality of life.”

“But you can’t sit still,” Amelia said with a knowing smile. Matteo said nothing, but there was a sparkle in his eye. “When were you going to tell me?”

“I didn’t want to tell you until the company pulled some results, but since you’re so worried, it needn’t be a secret,” Matteo said. “I can bring you around the new office when you’re free, give you a tour. We’re currently already discussing some partnerships with Solara’s top companies.”

“That’s amazing!” Amelia cried out, sitting up in her excitement. Matteo sat up along with her, his eyes widening.

“Careful!”

“Oh, I am not that fragile,” Amelia said, swatting his worries away. “It will take more than that to do me harm.”

His frown didn’t lighten one bit, but Matteo only let out a sigh of defeat.

“You’re still returning to X’el, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Of course,” Amelia said. “Aiden still needs my help. And truthfully, even though his parents want him to take over, he doesn’t seem all too interested.” She shrugged. “X’el might just end up back in your hands, and I think it would be better if it returned to you in one piece. Don’t you?”